[b][i]Several crimson red fireballs were hurled at the Dojo. When they came into contact with anything, a mini-nuke like detonation of pure hellfire erupted. A man in a mahagony longcoag stood, his arms shrouded in crimson flames. Red crimson flame horns protruded from his temples. Joy and Despair, his modified dual-wield Desert Eagles, were encased in the same crimson flame. He pulled the triggers simultaneously, more larger fireballs hurling towards the Dojo. [/i][/b]